Recovery College

Today I went to the recovery college for the first time. I would like to remember the name of the session but it was about creative writing. Felt like I was in a peer group again, people with depression. It was nice and of course everyone was nice. I felt like I was a bit quiet but it didn’t matter. Thinking when I was there how different my life is. Instead of being in the library I was sitting looking at pictures and talking about them to strangers. I didn’t mind it but it is so different to my ‘old’ life.

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  1. I’m really impressed with the blog although I haven’t quite worked out yet exactly how it works but well done for posting it and I’ll check with you again soon Eamon

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